Hello, Daima, my friend. I'll try that trick where I imagine her as safe and warm and see if that helps. I can't tell you how much I've thought about what you said earlier as I'm seeing leaves fall off the trees. That's only just beginning right now in Texas.

I'm very low tonight, I'm afraid. I'm swinging between hopelessly depressed and sad, violently angry, and numb. I can't concentrate. I'm having bad dreams. It's just the very fresh grief, I'm sure. But I'm not myself and I wish I felt more normal right now. Thank you for inquiring. Just going through the fire right now, I think. And tonight's not been a good one. Wish I could report better news, but that's where I am right now. Hugs to you, Daima. Wish you were here to give me a real one. I'd could use it.
birdgirl73 Reviewed by birdgirl73 on . My sister, Charlotte Elizabeth, 1955 - 2006 Many of you who??re familiar with me know that my family??s been in the long, painful process of losing my older sister to ovarian cancer in recent months. Bess died very early this morning, surrounded by our family. She fought a courageous battle against her cancer for nearly five years, and her terminal condition only became clear within the last four months or so as the disease spread to her brain. It??s very hard for me to write about the type of person she was right now. But if Rating: 5